Practice makes perfect

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"You want to rotate your finger clockwise and jab repeatedly every full rotation." Sarah watched as the man in the video taught her how to pleasure a women. He used an orange to present the motion and Sarah followed with an orange herself.

She bit her lip in concentration as she tried to do it smoothly and rhythmically. Okay, so you just... rotate... than jab...okay yes okay. She was embarrassed about what had happened. She wanted to impress Blair and show the experienced girl that she was capable of whatever her past flings were able to offer.

She knew about Blair's reputation. She was definitely wary at first but she couldn't help to fall for her charms.

"Sarah, honey..." Suddenly she heard a knock at her door causing her to to shut her laptop off.

"Nothing!" She blurted out. Her mother peaked her head through the door with a smile.

"What are you doing hon?"

"I-I porn." Shit.

"Sorry what?" Her mother asked again not hearing.

"Korn, um I meant Korn. I've been looking for concert tickets for that band that dad really likes... um for his... y'know his birthday."

Good, that was a good save. Mental high five.

"Oh, are they still going on tour honey?"

"I'm still looking so..... uh what did you need mom?"

"Right, can you help me with dinner please."

"Yeah, sure. I'll be down in 5 I just wanna change."

"Okay, thanks." Much to Sarah's relief, her mother had finally closed her door. She opened her laptop again and quickly closed the tab. Her parents were going away for the weekend so she had the house all to her self. She was hoping to invite a certain brunette over and get her panties twisted. (Heh)

Sarah smirked in excitement. It's been a two weeks since the heated encounter Blair and her had in her car and they've been at it constantly since then although Blair was more cautious not to go to far. Rushing down stairs, Her mother was cutting up some veggies for dinner while her father was on his laptop typing away doing god knows what.

"Okay, so if we get this flight we should be there in an hour! I already called the hotel and made sure to get a similar suite from our last visit. I'll call mom to let her know when the flight will land so they'll pick us up." Sarah's dad mumble to her mother who seemed to busy to even hear.

"Mom, you want me to cook the rice?"

"Already did that."

"Okay, you want me to cut the tofu then?"

"No, it's okay. You always cut to thick or to thin." She replied.

"That's true." Her dad added.

"Okay, how about the tikka masala sauce?" Sarah frowned.

"Honey, I got it."

Then what help did she need exactly? Sarah thought in annoyance.

"We'll be leaving earlier than expect Sarah." Her dad said looking at her.

She furrowed her eyebrows. "What you guys aren't leaving on Saturday anymore?"

"We'll be leaving at 9  tonight, your grandfather has been pestering me all week to come earlier! I shouldn't let him down." Her mother explained. "I just wanted to prep some food for you so you don't stuff your face with junk all week."

I wish Blair would stuff her junk in my face.

"Cool, can you guys leave me some money for gas please?" She pouted. Her mom gave her a pointed look and her dad scoffed amusingly.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 03, 2021 ⏰

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